Photo by Karl Callwood on Unsplash
Drawing up a pictogram
Blank page of expectations
Lines of course
In fields of force
Sacrificial incantations
Stimulated by extinction
A game of all together
To go at once
And disappear
In a storm of bitter weather
No longer human politics
Whose shameful greedy gaze
Built bundles full
Of worthlessness
Too fleeting to erase
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